we slept in a double bed upstairs and to the right
the room was blue
i can still hear the faint whispers of two children long grown
i used to steal the covers
we used to climb the dogwoods in the front yard
there were two of them
one for me and one for her
but she still took mine
in the summer we would hang the swing in the backyard
she pushed me too high
sometimes we played golf or table hockey in the basement
sometimes with our uncle's old army men and tanks
she always won
we often fought over my mother's old dolls
she always got the prettier one
we took turns riding in the front seat on the way home
mom would decide who sat where first
now we see each other once a year
talk on the phone maybe once a month
but we still share the bed
climb the trees
hang the swing
play army
and argue over the front seat
(Likely written around 1993)